Nostalgia

The two left the karaoke bar, and Zhao Tingting paid the bill.

They still wouldn't let Chen Liangjie get married.

It doesn't matter.

Chen Liang will invite her again in the future.

I went outside and walked down the street.

The streets were deserted.

Occasionally, a pedestrian will pass by on an electric scooter.

Or, occasionally a car will pass by.

"Have you walked like this before?" Zhao Tingting asked Chen Liang.

"I walked through it, I walked through it when I was young."

"With whom?" Zhao Tingting smiled and took Chen Liang's arm.

"With a lot of people." Chen Liang smiled as well.

"Male or female?"

Chen Liang smiled again. "I have both. What about you?"

"Me too."

Chen Liang put his arm around her waist.

If she gets divorced, Chen Liang is willing to spend the rest of his life with her.

However, I was also somewhat unwilling.

The two of them arrived at Zhao Tingting's building, went upstairs, and entered Zhao Tingting's home.

in bed.

Zhao Tingting suddenly said, "From now on, you'll be my drinking buddy."

"it is good."

Chen Liang knew that drinking buddies were just casual sex partners.

Where there's alcohol, there's firecrackers.

Zhao Tingting went crazy...

She needs madness, she needs obsession; only madness and obsession can soothe the resentment in her heart...

With resentment...

……

The next day, Chen Liang left Zhao Tingting's home, and Zhao Tingting also returned to her hometown.

Perhaps she'll go water the trees again, or perhaps she'll take care of her husband's elderly relative.

Her husband's parents were in their hometown and had not gone anywhere else.

Chen Liang arrived home and continued writing...

That same evening, Zhao Tingting invited him out again.

Chen Liang invited her to his home.

Chen Liang bought vegetables.

Let Zhao Tingting do it.

She is an elegant woman, an elegant woman when she is not in bed.

Very elegant.

Even when cooking, she is very elegant.

Although she has a rough, rude, and very tomboyish personality.

However, the way she cooked was indeed that of a lady from a respectable family.

……

This is how the drinking buddies were formed.

He was also a sex partner.

Chen Liang didn't know if her man was coming home.

Chen Liang wondered if her man would care about Zhao Tingting after he found out everything.

However, Chen Liang knew that if her man hadn't cared about her, he might have foreseen that Zhao Tingting would end up like this.

The two had threatened divorce many times before.

But neither of them managed to leave.

Zhao Tingting refused.

Perhaps it's for the money.

Perhaps it was for the sake of the two children.

……

The two of them would meet up every three to five days, or once a week.

Sometimes we have sex.

Sometimes after dinner and drinks, we would go home separately.

This kind of relationship only comes when needed; there's no entanglement or clinginess.

They're just friends.

We were friends before, and we are still friends now.

We used to be just ordinary friends, but now we are extremely close friends.

Friends who can sleep.

Their sleeping is a form of mutual care.

Mutual support and solutions.

……

That day, Zhao Tingting suddenly told Chen Liang: He's back.

Chen Liang: Oh.

He felt a pang of heartache, yet not heartache; he didn't know whether he would sleep with her after he returned.

Shouldn't you go to sleep?

Perhaps, I won't sleep either!

Perhaps his mistress is demanding that he not sleep with her.

However, Chen Liang knew that he wouldn't be able to see Zhao Tingting for the next few days.

After all, she was his woman.

She was his woman in name only.

Although, in reality, that's not always the case.

……

Feeling down, Chen Liang rode his electric bike leisurely to the old train station restaurant where he and Zhao Tingting often ate.

Downstairs, in the lobby, I ate a meal by myself, all alone.

He didn't date any women.

He didn't want to make an appointment.

He wanted some peace and quiet.

Because of the message Zhao Tingting gave him at that moment, he had no desire to meet any other women.

After finishing his meal, Chen Liang rode his electric bike eastward toward the county town.

He wanted to visit the factory.

Although that factory no longer exists.

But the building still stands.

There, he also met his wife.

My beloved wife.

My deceased wife.

He misses that place.

He had been there many times.

In the darkness, illuminated by the streetlights, Chen Liang arrived at the factory.

In fact, it has been completely changed and can no longer be recognized as it was originally.

The sentimentality has also diminished considerably.

Chen Liang sat on the electric scooter and watched for a long time.

I can no longer recapture the feeling of that time.

"Sigh!" he sighed.

The past is gone, like smoke in the wind.

"Chen Liang?" a woman called out and rode over to Chen Liang's side.

She turned her head and looked at Chen Liang.

Chen Liang looked at her.

He replied, "I am Chen Liang."

Damn!

Looking at the women, Chen Liang suddenly recognized this one.

Burnt red!

"Jiao Hong!" Chen Liang shouted.

The woman stopped laughing.

"I thought you weren't Chen Liang, but it turns out you really are."

Chen Liang rode towards Jiao Hong.

Where did you go?

Jiao Hong's shout just now was a test.

If it were Chen Liang, she felt he would agree.

If it weren't for Chen Liang, she would have ridden away on her own.

Jiao Hong also turned the electric car over.

"I went to work, just got off work."

"Oh, oh." Chen Liang came to Jiao Hong's side.

Jiao Hong is very wild and unrestrained.

Whether he was wild and unrestrained before or not, Chen Liang doesn't know.

They were both very young when they met.

At that time, Chen Liang was a young man, and Jiao Hong was a young girl.

But at that time, Chen Liang had already lost his wife, just recently.

The two met through an introduction by one of Chen Liang's friends.

He said: "You two should have a chat. Jiao Hong is a very nice person."

He's right, Jiao Hong is very wild and can do whatever he wants.

I wonder if he's ever played it?

He said he had played it.

But Jiao Hong didn't like him.

"What are you doing here?" Jiao Hong asked Chen Liang.

Chen Liang and Jiao Hong were not colleagues, but people they knew from outside the workplace.

"Come and take a look here." Chen Liang looked towards the factory again.

"What did you remember?" Jiao Hong asked with a smile.

"This factory is completely unrecognizable," Jiao Hong added.

She knew that Chen Liang had worked at this factory before.

But she didn't know much about Chen Liang's past.

"Yes, it's completely unrecognizable; you can't see anything at all."

Jiao Hong glanced at Chen Liang with a charming sidelong look, "I didn't expect you to be such a sentimental person."

Chen Liang smiled.

"Do you still have feelings for me?" Jiao Hong asked again.

Chen Liang sized up Jiao Hong.

Previously, Jiao Hong was very moisturized, especially her small lips.

Chen Liang had kissed Jiao Hong before, kissing her small lips.

Her little tongue, in particular, is very beautiful and incredibly alluring.

It's mind-numbing.

"Uh... what do you think?" Chen Liang smiled.

Jiao Hong is now fatter and stronger than before, and it seems that she is no longer the little girl she used to be.

But her slender waist remained.

Her slender waist is still there.

Her little bottom is still perky.

The charm remains.

Moreover, it still carries a touch of alluring sexiness.

She's so beautiful that you just want to sleep with her.

She gave off this impression before, and she still gives off this impression now.

Jiao Hong is a very gentle person.

A very gentle person.

Chen Liang sensed it when he held her in his arms.

"I don't know." Jiao Hong still smiled, stuck out her little tongue, and pursed her upper lip.

Chen Liang loved her little tongue, and to this day, he still remembers that kiss.

Even now, I still feel like I haven't had enough.

That time, the kiss didn't last long; Chen Liang just forced himself to kiss her once.

She just stuck out her little tongue.

That time, it was at her front door.